☆ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, A boy discovers his
dead lover faked her death
for years to escape her old life
The words written were undeniably hers.
"Even in death, he's still mine.
Remember that.
𝐋♥︎𝐯𝐞, 𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥."
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IF YOU LOVE ME I DON'T KNOW
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TYLER SAT IN SILENCE WHILE DROVE Y/N drove 20 over the speed limit. She always did and will continue to do because she knows she won't be pulled over.
Y/n had one hand on the wheel and another fidgeting with a small blade, something she did when she was annoyed, stressed, or worried.
"Did you know Mr.Wolfhard has 12 years of experience in taekwondo?" Y/n paused, looking over to Tyler with a creeped-out face. "Yes, I know. He and I both did taekwondo. Wait, where did you get that information from, you freak?"
He shook his head. "You know the reason. How am I supposed to know our enemies if I don't do my research?"
"Finn is not an enemy." She rolled her eyes, fiddling with the blade faster. "Mr.Wolfhard works for the brown bank, and if you keep making Raul push back the date of the heist, he'll be the CEO by the time we finally do it."
Y/n picked up her speed when she entered the freeway. "Everything is going according to plan, Ty. And also, stop calling him Mr.Wolfhard. It's weird."
"I can't call him his first name. He's considered my boss."
"Yeah, when you go by Joshua. Right now, you're Tyler, so stop calling him that because it's kinda annoying." Y/n brought her attention back on the road. "Why are you so irritable since the fundraiser? Did you run into Mr.Wolfhard the other night?"
Tyler peered over to Y/n, who paused her pacing motion on the sharp object. "Unless you want Mr.Wolfhard dead, stop seeing him," Tyler said.
Y/n didn't say anything for the rest of the ride home. She slammed the car door shut once she made it. "Here you go, Jonah." She placed the keys into the chauffeur's hand on her way to the entrance.
Tyler and Jonah gave each other a look. "Ignore her. If anyone gets on her nerves, she might stab us."
She was slowly becoming a bomb, just waiting to blow up. And Raul noticed this once she passed by his office, "Y/n. Come into my room." Raul ordered. Peter and Anna were also there.
Y/n pressed her lips together in annoyance, shoving the blade she was messing with into her pocket.
"Yes?" Looking around the room, Y/n finally made it back to Raul.
"You look upset. May I ask why?" Raul looked up from his work. "Nothing. I need to take a nap." Y/n lied, she did want a nap, but she was going to let her anger on the downstairs punching bag.
